Here Lies The Wicked

The young man had just finished shouting and turned his head in a hurry to kill the endless severed-headed fiends.

In this brief moment of distraction.

There were more severed-headed fierce ghosts near him.

At this time, middle-aged women are no longer able to hear young people.

Your body is warm!

It feels so good!

In a body that had been devastated by a storm.

After being calmed down, all the storms were quenched and all that remained was the warmth and comfort of the spring wind.

A middle-aged woman noticed a subtle and strange change in her body, she couldn't help but feel comfortable with her cheeks, her long eyelashes twitched slightly, and her eyes had unusual ripples and twitching little mouths, looking slightly open and sticking her hands directly opposite her body.

Just as the middle-aged woman had a ripple floating in her eyes, the hand she was inserting into her body was pulled out.

The middle-aged woman shouted when Fang Zheng's right hand was pulled out of her body.

Already isolated, they are constantly killing a large number of young headless fierce-headed men who think what has happened to middle-aged women, so they look at the past with anxiety.

Of course he doesn't care about the lives of middle-aged women.

I'm worried about my life.

One more person dies, one less manpower, and he loses one chance to escape from this fierce village.

As a result, he turned around and saw a middle-aged woman standing intact and even looking fine in her face.

Especially with the wound in front of the chest, a layer of spiritual film was raised to seal the wound with all the blood vessels in the wound, and there was no imaginary blood spill.

You actually look better than if you hadn't been plugged in.

“This, this...”

Young people feel that some brains are not enough at a time, and some stare at strange images in front of them.

“You can suck away, refine the chaotic vagina in me, what is your ability to awaken with the resurrection of your spiritual energy? ”

The middle-aged woman felt well and shouted.

Serious injuries are healing as your body is comfortable and you still have an unresolved red spot on your face.

“Auntie, what's wrong with your face?” Fang looked strangely at the middle-aged woman in front of him.

“Forget it, this is all a minor matter, we are the most important thing now, shouldn't it be the first to kill these fierce ghosts together to surround them? ”

“So many severed-headed fiends can be resurrected indefinitely, how can they not be killed? If we alone, we will end up here exhausted. ”

Ah...

Auntie...

The middle-aged woman's gaze of gratitude suddenly turned into a grievance.

We both know that the situation is critical.

This is not the time to compare the last days of these branches.

Enter the battlefield immediately.

Watching middle-aged women not only not being plugged into death, but also the more plugged into healing, the more brave the fight, the more confused young people look at Fang, and look at middle-aged women.

At this moment, he is weak due to excessive blood loss. He is even active in his heart. Should he let Fang also plug in?

If you plug it in, your body will heal.

He'd rather have him plugged ten times! Hundred times!

As long as he can escape from this goddamn fiend cage, how many times will he be plugged in?

Being stuck alive is better than being fucked by a fierce ghost!

However, the youth's fussy thoughts were quickly interrupted by the great movement behind them.

They are now raising coffins in the mountain cemetery, not in the ghost village, only to see the ghost village far down the mountain, which was just razed to the ground by the day trip, and to recover to the appearance of a whole village.

Boom!

An exploding mushroom cloud swept through the sky, shaking the mountains, and the ghost village was pushed flat again.

I don't know.

Soon after, Haunted Village recovered.

On so many occasions, every time Haunted Village recovers, it can be brought back to life indefinitely, just like the dead villagers in the village in front of it.

No matter how many pieces you smash, you always come back to life.

How to fight, how to kill, can't kill.

Undying.

Infinite Resurrection.

Seeing even Haunted Village, the surprise in the heart of the three people, has been written on their faces.

The scalp on the back of the head is a little numb.

“What the hell is this place? If you can't kill a fiend, forget it. How come there's an indestructible ghost village? ”

“Is this ghost village alive! From the dead to the living! ”

The young man's face was gray and his eyes looked straight at the ghost village that was resurrected once and again under the mountain. In both eyes, deep cold and fear surfaced.

“If even the day traveler can't help this place, even the day traveler can't kill the princess, we're dead, we're all going to die here! ”

Young people have lost their fighting spirit, as they have done at this moment.

Even the expression on the face of a middle-aged woman is no better.

Only Fang Zheng has not given up!

Fire knife!

Knife light and cold circle the sky knife shadow, in a short moment, the 9981 knife quickly chopped out, the blade extremely fast friction air, with pounds of flame hurricane, wrapped in the masculine, hegemonic fierce temper, suddenly cleared out a large vacuum area of the severed head fierce ghost in front of him.

At this moment, Fang became a rock in Wang Yang who dared to compete with the destiny of the heavens and the earth. He persevered, sword and sword immediately, and the current moved forward.

Step by step, he staunchly killed down the hill.

The most powerful princess has been dragged down by day trips.

Fang Zheng is fearless.

The only thing he has to do now.

It's killing this shithole.

The sky collapsed with a tall man standing over it.

Looking at the method that has not given up hope, young and middle-aged women bite their teeth and quickly follow the short vacuum zone that is being cleared up above, following the positive shadow above.

Of the three, the real clearing ghost dominates, or the square dominates.

He gave his back to the two behind him.

His left hand red yang knife box of the Zhu Sand ink line, right hand kill blade ghost knife, left smashed right, left and right force, such as human figure barbarism, all the way straight to collision, invincible shadow, can see the two people behind eyes knotted tongue, mind shake can not himself.

Is this guy still human?

It's the same night trip that makes the world.

This gap is so great that it makes them feel a little groundless.

Are you so young that you're already in the late stages of night travel? The more you think about the shock on both faces, the stronger the color.

But it also shows them the hope of being able to wash it out today.

“You seem to know the princess here well? You tell me exactly what a princess is. Did you just mention that princess is a mountain god? But Xuan Ling's real person denied that the Crown Princess was not a mountain god. ”

“There is a contradiction between the two sides' statements. ”

Fang is making a noise, asking the two of them behind him.

Fang Zheng has been curious about the situation in the village. Since he can't hit the side from Zhang Butcher and Xuan Ling's real person, he feels that the two people in front of him found the village before him, then he must have learned more.

Neither of them could see the face of the square-face holding up the maximum pressure in front of them, but only the MT square-face with its silent thrust in front of it.

Young people lost too much blood and were too weak to talk, so it was the middle-aged woman who answered correctly.

It is then supplemented by youth.

In fact, they don't know much about it, but they both mentioned a word...